You Don't See Me
By infinitykat
Intro: Okay, he's my first go at a song fic. This is it, so please R/R. It's an H/Hr so if you like R/H or H/G (weirdos) then this is not for you. The song is 'You Don't See Me' by Josie and the Pussycats. It's the best movie ever, go see it!
A/N: nothing belongs to me - sadness, eh?
This is the place where I sit
This is the part where I love you too much
This is as hard as it gets
Cus' I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough
Hermione and Ron sat on the bleachers of the Hogwarts quidditch pitch, rooting their best friend Harry on his search for the snitch.
I'm here if you want me
'Yes- only friends,' thought Hermione sadly. 'Oh why doesn't he notice me?'
'Because you've acted like you haven't noticed him, you stupid girl," said an annoying voice in her head.
'Shut up!' she screamed in her head, 'You know it's been hard.'
'How about telling him?'
I'm yours you can hold me
I'm empty and taken and tumblin'
And breaking
Harry fought hard against his thoughts in pursuit of the snitch, but to no avail. He glanced down at the two specks that were Hermione and Ron. He could make out Hermione's beautiful hair blowing on the gentle breeze coming through the pitch.
'Cus you don't see me
'So beautiful..." thought Harry.
'Yes. Even the famous Harry Potter can't tell a girl he's in love with her," said the voice he dreaded.
'But she doesn't see me that way- right?'
and you don't need me
and you don't love me
the way I wish you would
the way I know you could
As an early birthday present during the summer, Hermione's parents bought her a guitar. She was very thankful because after she learned to play, (which was easy- Hermione was good at everything she tried) she could use music to get her feelings out. Especially the ones she decided not to discuss with her certain best friends. But now was the time to break through, to actually tell them, or rather, him. When Hermione found out about the talent show Dumbeldore was trying out, she signed up immediately.
I dream of a world where you understand
That I dream a million sleepless nights
One sunny afternoon, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were in the library, studying.
I dream of fire when you're touching my hand
"Pass the History book please," said Harry, looking up from his work. Hermione went pick it up, but got lost in Harry's beautiful eyes and let the book slip from her fingers with a dull thud.
"Oh!" said Hermione, bending over to pick it up. Harry bent over at the same time and their foreheads collided.
"Ow!" said Harry, rubbing his forehead and smiling that made Hermione melt. She blushed and sat back up, becoming very interesting in her Muggle Studies book.
But it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights
I'm speechless and faded
It's too complicated
Is this how the book ends
Nothing but good friends
As the talent show grew nearer, Hermione became more and more nervous.
'What if he doesn't get the message, what if he thinks we're just friends, what if he thinks I'm talking about Ron? (A/N grooooss)'
Almost all of the school packed into the Great Hall, where the tables where pushed back, and rows of chairs were set up, being an audience to a huge stage. The stage had purple velvet hangings and black interior, so the person on the stage would show up better. The bright lights were now directed on Dumbledore, who was showing the students where to sit.
"Now- Gryffindors over there, Slytherins over here, Hufflepuff in the back, and Ravenclaws over here. Good, now if you'd all become silent, we can get this show started."
Hermione stood backstage, nervously wringing her hands. Her guitar was hung from her neck with a leopard spotted strap. Rosa, one of Hermione's friends from New York, had immediately gotten it for her when she found out Hermione got a guitar.
"Calm down, Herm-oine. If he doesn't get the message, I'll tell him myself," said Rosa reassuringly.
"No Rosa! Let's just do this and um...hope for the best," said Hermione, straightening her pigtail braids that Rosa insisted on doing before they left their dorm. Rosa strummed her own guitar, making sure it was ready to help Hermione tell her tale.
"GRANGER! You're next!" someone yelled. Hermione gulped and approached the stage with Rosa. They watched as a Ravenclaw 4th year finished his comedy act, getting a few more laughs from the crowd.
"Good luck you guys!" Kate said. She, Marcella, and Nicole were dressed as Josie and the pussycats (A/N cool- I do own something. Well, not really. That's just me and my friends) and where going to perform another Josie song.
"Thanks, we'll need it," said Rosa.
"And now- Hermione Granger and Rosa McNally," announced Dumbledore, shooting a welcoming arm in their direction. Hermione and Rosa climbed on to the stage and slowly approached the stools sitting near the edge.
They looked onto the crowd, who were looking at them with great interest.
"GO MIONE!" yelled Ron, waving at them.
Hermione began to strum her guitar.
"This is the place where I sit
I'm here if you want me
'Cus you don't see me
I dream of a world where you understand
I'm speechless and faded
'Cus you don't see me
This is the part where I love you too much
This is as hard as it gets
Cus' I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough
I'm yours you can hold me
I'm empty and taken and tumblin'
And breaking
and you don't need me
and you don't love me
the way I wish you would
the way I know you could
That I dream a million sleepless nights
I dream of fire when you're touching my hand
But it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights
It's too complicated
Is this how the book ends
Nothing but good friends
and you don't need me
and you don't love me
the way I wish you would"
By now, Rosa had joined in and she was cooing softly as Hermione sang the lyrics.
'The way I wish you would...
This is the place in my heart
This is the place where I'm falling apart
Isn't this just where we met
Is this the last chance that I'll ever get'
Hermione looked at Harry and then closed her eyes as she sang more, pouring her emotions into the song.
'I wish I was lonely
'Cus you don't see me
'Cus you don't see me
Instead of just stony
Crystal and see-through
And not enough to you
and you don't need me
and you don't love me
the way I wish you would
and you don't need me
and you don't love me
the way I wish you would
the way I know you could'
Hermione finished to eruption of applause from the audience, most of them amazed that Hermione Granger, the book worm, was so musically talented. Only one person sat so stunned in his seat, he could not even put his hands together to clap.
Harry.
Feeling tears well up in her eyes, Hermione quickly left the stage. She sat down on a bench, watching everyone else rehearsing, oblivious to her pain. To this thought she started to silently weep into her hands.
'It's true- he thinks it's true- he doesn't love me,' she thought sadly. Now she was crying not too silently.
Hermione felt someone sit down by her and take her into his or her arms. Looking up, expecting to see Rosa, she saw Harry. She wrapped her arms around his middle, crying into his shoulder.
Harry softly stroked her hair, then whispering into her ear, "shh...I understand. I love you."
She abruptly stopped crying and pulled away to look into his eyes.
"You do?" she whispered, sniffing. He nodded slowly. "Oh Harry!" Hermione threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. She only pulled away to kiss him.
THE END!
A/N: you like, you buy? Hehe. Please R/R! I always hear songs that remind me of these two, and I wanna know if I should write more song fics. C ya!